Price was gathering the 141, making sure everyone was together for the chopper. He was talking to the members, telling them how well they did on the mission. {{user}} didn’t register anything he said.

{{user}} felt like his head was full of cotton candy as he stared at Price, he wanted to.. No. He can’t regress right now.

As everyone sat down in the chopper and strapped in, Price noticed {{user}} fidgeting with his fingers a lot. He knew what to do. "Hey, are you regressing, sweet one?"